Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2012 14:43:48 -0800 (PST)
From: s s <subanalslut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Santa's Little Slut
Santa's Little Slut
This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men.
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For those of you who don't know me, or haven't read any of my other
stories, my name is Ben, and `m 22. I enjoy looking back into the
not-so-distant past to write about my experiences growing up...
So, since I love big, hot, hairy men, and I love getting presents,
obviously Christmas has always been one of my favorite holidays! I just
wish I had really been able to enjoy sitting on Santa's lap when I was
younger. By the time I was twelve or so, I felt like I was too mature to
do it in public, but that didn't stop me from fantasizing about being held
in Santa's lap and making out, feeling his big dick pressing up against me.
With that in mind, I'd like to tell you what happened at my dad's office
holiday party that year when I was twelve.
His firm always had a 'holiday party' for the employees and their families
in one of the bigger conference rooms at the office, and they always tried
to have it land between Christmas and Hanukkah, but it was definitely more
of a Christmas party.
They had a Santa there to do photo ops, and gifts and activities for the
kids (of which I still considered one, even though I was far more
interested in sucking dick than any Christmas party game) to distract us
and keep us quiet while our parents got drunk for the rest of the night.
The Santa they had that year was really hot, too! I would have loved
sitting in his lap for a while! He wasn't quite old enough for the role,
just old enough to land him right in 'daddy' territory. His beard was
real, but salt and pepper instead of pure white, and even though he had a
respectable Santa belly, he was also tall, and it looked like he had some
decent muscles under his costume.
It was well into the 'mom and dad get drunk' part if the party when I had
to use the restroom. The bathrooms near the smaller conference room where
us kids had been corralled to play games were both in use, but I knew there
was another smaller one around the corner that I could use.
After I slipped away from the party and used the bathroom, I was just
finishing peeing when the door swung open and the Santa they had hired for
the party hurried in. He walked up to the urinal next to me and dropped
his red costume pants. He must have been at least six feet tall, because
he made my blonde haired, five foot two, hundred pound frame literally look
like I was one of his elves.
"Don't tell anyone you caught me in here, kid, they think it spoils the
illusion." he told me as he pulled his fat uncut cock out of his underwear
and aimed it at the urinal.
I nodded and made sure I got a good look. "Good, cause I have to piss
like a horse!"
"Or a reindeer?" I joked.
"You got that right kid. God, this costume is so warm, I feel like I'm
gonna melt."
"Its a good costume though, very realistic. Much more convincing than last
years."
"You think so, huh?
Then how come you didn't come get your picture taken. I would have
remembered a cute kid like you."
"I decided I was too old for it this year." I told him.
"Oh yeah? That's too bad -- you never know, Santa might still have a
present for you!"
He finally finished pissing and gave his dick a couple of shakes. Then he
tucked it back into the jockstrap he was wearing under the Santa costume.
He didn't bother to pull up his pants though.
"How about it kid, seems like you might want to reconsider. You can sit in
my lap right now if you want." he teased, like he was daring me. Score!
I nodded and walked over to the bathroom door, pressing down on the button
in the handle to lock the door from the inside. When I turned around, he
was sitting on the toilet in the stall. He looked even better than my
fantasy sitting there with his hairy legs spread wide, his red pants pulled
down around his ankles and a growing bulge in the pouch of his jock.
I walked over to him and climbed up into his lap so that we were face to
face, and I was straddling him with my khaki clad ass rubbing firmly
against his hardening cock.
His beard tickled my face as I leaned towards him and asked, "So, which
list am I on? Naughty or nice?"
"It's even better if you are on both lists!" he joked before pulling my
head up to kiss me.
His beard rubbed against the sensitive skin of my face as his thick tongue
insistently pushed it's way between my lips and deep into my mouth.
His spit tasted a little like whisky as we kissed and I ran my hands up
under his shirt, rubbing them against his firm, hairy belly. I could feel
his cock growing and flexing against my ass through the fabric of his jock
and my pants.
"Why don't you suck on my big candy cane?" he said, laughing.
I climbed down off his lap and knelt down on the dirty tile floor between
his hairy thighs. Viewed at eye level, the bulge in his jockstrap made it
look like he was hiding a grapefruit in there!
"Hold on a second." he told me as he leaned down and grabbed the hem of my
navy blue sweater, pulling it and the white teeshirt I was wearing
underneath off over my head and tossing them to the side. I shivered a
little as i felt the cool air on my skin, and I could feel my nipples
hardening with excitement.
I stayed focused on his crotch, which was begging for the attention. His
costume must have been as warm, as he said, cause I could smell the musky
sweat scent emanating from between his legs. I inhaled deeply as I leaned
forward to lick at the damp patch of cloth where precum was already leaking
through. I could feel his cock jump as my tongue made contact. When I
looked up at him, he was busy unbuttoning the top of his jacket. He smiled
down through his beard at me over the mound of his firm belly and muscular
chest. He wasn't the only one with a wet spot of precum in his underwear!
I opened my mouth as wide as I could and clamped it down on the head of his
cock through the damp fabric.
He groaned and ran his fingers through my hair, saying, "Well, you are a
good boy, aren't you?"
I didn't bother to answer, just kept my lips wrapped around the outline of
his bulging dick. He lifted up his hips and hooked his thumbs through the
elastic waistband of his jock, tugging it down and letting his fat cock
spring free. Not only was it thick, it was just huge! His balls were, too
-- each nut was at least the size of an extra large egg! The pubes at the
base were blended salt and pepper, just like the hair covering the rest of
his powerful body.
I couldn't wait to have a taste! I licked my way down the bottom of his
shaft until I was giving those giant, sweaty balls of his a very thorough
tongue bath. When I tried to suck one of them into my mouth, I could
barely stuff it in! I had never had such a big mouthful of anything!
Aside from cock, obviously.
He groaned in appreciation as I repeated the process for his other nut,
until the whole hairy sack was shiny with my spit. Then it was time to pay
some real attention to his cock. A huge drop of precum had beaded at the
tip, collecting in his thick foreskin.
I licked my way back up to the tip of his veiny cock, eagerly tonguing up
the sticky precum before wrapping my lips around the head, feeling his
foreskin slipping back as his cock slid into my mouth. He ran his fingers
through my hair again, guiding my head forward until my mouth was stuffed
with cock and I could feel the head thrusting against the back of my
throat. After a bit of effort and gagging, I was able to open my throat up
enough to accommodate his giant slab of a cock.
I could feel my lips stretching to the max around his cock, which seemed to
be even thicker at the base. Even though I had been a regular cocksucker
since I was eleven, my jaw was still beginning to ache from being opened so
wide. Not that I was going to let that stop me from worshiping his
magnificent dick! I wrapped both hands around the base and forced my head
forward until I had his whole cock buried in my throat. I felt like I was
trying to swallow a baseball bat! I coughed a little as the length if his
cock pulled back out of my throat, pulling up along with it a lot of thick
strings of saliva. Not for long, though. I slid his cock right back in
down to the hilt, basically throatfucking myself on his massive cock. He
just watched me abusing my own throat with his cock as he played with his
own nipples.
I kept up a steady rhythm on his cock, feeling my throat stretching to fit
its girth. The small restroom's tiled walls echoed the sounds of the
sloppy blowjob I was giving to him. I could feel his cock hardening even
more, and it wasn't long before he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I just
sat there with a dazed look on my face as drool ran down my chin.
"Your mouth is fucking amazing, kid! But I think we both know that my load
belongs in your ass." he told me, wiping some spit from the head of his
cock onto my cheek. I nodded in agreement, not trusting my own voice.
He stood up, picking me up from under the armpits like I weighed about ten
pounds, and carried me over to the sink. He put me down in front of it and
pushed against my back so I was bent over at the waist, with him standing
behind me. My face was inches from the mirror, and I could see him looming
behind me as he reached around my waist to unbuckle my belt and open my
khakis. My own cock sprang free as he tugged both my pants and briefs down
around my ankles, and I could feel the precum leaking like a faucet.
"You feel that big gift Santa has for you?" he asked. I ground my ass back
against his slicked up cock, feeling my own pressed up against the cold
porcelain edge of the sink as I tried to balance myself on my tiptoes.
"Yeah, I can't wait to feel it inside me Santa!" I begged as he teased my
tight, eager hole with the fat head of his uncut cock. I reached back to
pull my ass cheeks wide apart, giving him easier access to my smooth little
asshole. He roughly thrust a thick finger up into me, loosening me up just
enough so he could force his cock in.
He got a firm grip on his leaking cock and jammed the head up against the
ring of my asshole, pushing with increasing pressure until my resistance
gave way and the head of his cock popped into my tight hole, stretching it
to the limit. I moaned and bit my lip to keep from screaming – in the
mirror, I could see tears forming in the corners of my eyes as my body
accepted his invading cock. My head drew back when he grabbed a fistful of
my hair to pull me back onto his cock. It was more than a little painful
but I still loved the feelings that flooded through my body as he thrust
more and more of his bloated cock into my fuckhole.
"Damn, you have a great ass boy! Just what I needed after a long night of
being asked for Xboxes and Harry Potter toys!"
All I could do was groan as he sank more of his dick into my guts. I could
feel his cock swelling further as I arched my back and bucked my hips,
trying to get more of his incredible dick up my ass.
"I guess you like it, huh?" he grinned at me in the mirror. I just barely
managed to nod my head. "Good, cause I think you're ready to take the
whole thing!"
With that, he slammed his powerfully built hips forward, almost crushing my
body against the edge of the sink as he drove his cock deep into my body.
I swear I was seeing stars when I finally felt his massive balls slap
against the inside of my thighs. I was gasping for air when he wrapped his
big hand over my mouth and whispered "Shhhhhhhhh!" in my ear. Looking back
at him in the mirror, I could see him grinning through his beard as his
hairy belly rested up against my smooth back.
"Such a good boy, letting Santa turn you into a little fuckhole. You like
being my slut, boy?"
"Yes, Santa!" I mumbled through his muffling hand, loving the pressure as
his swollen cock rearranged my insides. I could feel my hole wrapped
around the base of his cock like a vice, struggling to accept its girth.
"Now the real fun begins!" he told me as he pulled his cock back. I could
feel my ass gripping every millimeter as he withdrew, then slammed it back
into me, keeping his hand clamped over my mouth to silence my yelps and to
pull my whole body back against him. He didn't pause for a second, just
pulled back and thrust his cock into me again, and again, and again.
My head was spinning as he pounded his cock into me. I could feel
shockwaves of pleasure moving through my body as his giant cock hammered my
ass, pounding places deep inside me that made my toes curl. I could feel
sweat dripping from his body onto my back, and the sound of his heavy
breathing filled the room, along with the slapping sounds of his flesh
slamming against mine. I could feel his bloated cock pulsing inside of me,
seeming to get harder and thicker with every thrust, until it felt like he
was going to tear me in two,
Just when I thought my little body couldn't take any more, he reached
around and wrapped a big hand around my rock hard cock. I totally lost it,
my balls instantly started to empty themselves as I squirted cum all over
the ledge of the sink. I squealed into his hand and my whole body jerked,
my ass squeezing down on his cock like I was trying to pull it all the way
up into me. With a grunt he slammed his hips into my ass one last time and
I could feel the hot jets of his cum shooting deep inside my violated hole.
He relaxed his grip and rested against my back, letting my twitching hole
milk what felt like a gallon of sperm out of his huge balls. When he
finally started to pull his cock out of me, I felt like he was going to
turn me inside out! The cool air of the restroom blew against my sore,
suddenly empty gaping asshole as his cockhead pulled out with one last,
echoing pop. I could feel my knees trembling as I stayed bent over the
sink, my ass leaking dribbles of cum down the inside of my legs.
He wiped his slimy cock across my ass before stuffing it back into the
pouch of his jockstrap. Before I had a chance to recover, he was already
fully buttoned back up into his costume and ready to slip out the door. As
he did, he took one last look at me and said, "Merry Christmas, kid. Let's
hope I get to work this party again next year!"